Wasps

Today was another lovely day, so Taylor & I thought it'd be a good day to run a few quick errands & drive around with the windows down & jam out. We were completely unprepared for what was to come next...
Wasp makes appearance.
We scream.
Wasp buzzes about.
We scream more.
Wasp plays peek-a-boo.
We scream even more.
We make a pit stop at Walmart to recover.
We return to the car to find the wasp still hanging out.
We try many different things to kick that fella out (we screamed throughout the process).
Finally, the wasp leaves, or so we think, & we drive home.

The entire ordeal lasted approximately 3 hours.

Fuck wasps.




A little off subject, but why can't my roommate & I be funny when other people are actually around?
Example:
"He's probably feeding off all the crap in my car."
"It's just like those oscar fish; the bigger the tank, the bigger they get."
"Good thing I don't drive a mini van!"
We're losers.